Love does not exist,
not for me.

I can see, why some think it does,
but all good apples go bad.

Pick a place, I'd be there,
Near or far, I don't care
You pick the wine, and we share
Cheers to us

May you find a love forever,
I hope she's kinder than me.

We're a long way from summer,
In some ways we're still there,
I etched our names in a pub one day
and left our lust to wander round there

We'll never stop fighting,
But leaving's not an option now,
I can't remember the last time you stayed
Love does not exist